purple mist

When Zou Guoxiang was young, he also had bold words and ambitions like many young people.

He wanted to be a policeman upholding justice, but by accident he became a prison guard, dealing with criminals every day.

It's not that the prison guards are worse than the police handling the case, but they are still far behind Zou Guoxiang's expectations.

Bringing criminals to justice and supervising their prison life are completely two concepts-one is to find evidence of crimes, and the other is to punish crimes for a long time but also provide opportunities for self-reflection and self-redemption.

Some people feel regret and shame about their mistakes and are willing to repent and reform, while others dismiss it and even think that this is a unique "medal" on the long road of life.

Economic offenders, murderers, drug addicts, etc.Their self-contained discrimination chain makes the young Zou Guoxiang feel unbelievable, but at the same time, it is difficult to restrain a subtle sense of identity.

"It's not unreasonable to be black and eat black."

When Zou Guoxiang's muttering words fell into the ears of several old prison guards, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Xiao Zou." The oldest prison guard with a straight face and two long lines of law, waved at Zou Guoxiang and said solemnly, "Come here."

In the workshop, criminals wearing identical prison uniforms were immersed in manual work, some were folding newspapers, some were stringing hands, all of them were boring and repetitive tasks.

"You said just now that black eats black." The old prison guard's eagle-like eyes locked tightly on Zou Guoxiang, and he pointed away with his calloused fingers, "Then tell me, who is the black who was eaten here?"

The young Zou Guoxiang didn't know why, so he really scanned the past one by one, but he didn't see the old prison guard's gloomy face.

His eyes finally settled on a man with gray hair.The man was weak in stature, his face didn't look old, but his whole body exuded a kind of oldness, not old, but like thick sediment that had settled down, looking breathless and extremely boring.

The man was stringing bracelets, small white beads were pinched on his rough fingertips, and he was so skillful that it was even funny. There were piles of strings of girls' bracelets in front of him, which showed that he was very familiar with this work. Familiar again.

"No. 419." Zou Guoxiang whispered.

The old prison guard didn't blink his eyes, and with a trace of death, he confirmed: "Do you think he is the one who will be blacked out?"

Zou Guoxiang nodded honestly.

"Number 419!"

The old prison guard suddenly raised his voice, and the man whose number was called froze, put down the half-strung bracelet, stood up and answered "yes".

The old prison guard turned his back and waved to him, and the man stepped forward quickly, during which none of the prisoners stopped their work.

It wasn't until the man numbered 419 walked in front of him that Zou Guoxiang realized that he was much shorter than expected, with a dull expression, and his legs were dangling in his trouser legs like two sticks.

This man is probably a petty theft.Zou Guoxiang thought to himself.

The old prison guard stared at Zou Guoxiang and said in a deep voice, "No. 419, why are you in prison?"

The man straightened his back, and suddenly grinned, revealing a row of small fangs, and said hoarsely and excitedly: "Killed a family of seven!"

The originally dull eyes of No. 419 suddenly turned red, and Zou Guoxiang even found that he was trembling uncontrollably!

Zou Guoxiang was stunned, this expression directly stimulated the criminal.

The old prison guard didn't speak, but No. 419's eyes widened, and he spoke very fast: "You don't believe it?! There is no one left alive in that family. I went through the window of their house, and they were all sleeping. Disemboweled..."

"419!" The old prison guard yelled angrily with a dark face, only to stop the man's excited chatter, "Go back to work!"

The thin man looked like a weird scarecrow stuck in the field. He stood still for a few seconds together with his bloodthirsty expression, and then slowly turned his head back, grinning and giving a thumbs up to Zou Guoxiang, who was sweating profusely. Slowly swipe towards his throat ferociously...

When Zou Guoxiang finally came to his senses, No. 419 had already sat back in front of the small table, stringing small beads skillfully and comically.

The old prison guard let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, "Is this what you think black eats black? Xiao Zou, there is no vicious person who would engrave what he has done on his face and stuff your self-righteous cognition back into his stomach. I digest it!"

The old prison guard left, and the economic prisoner closest to them quietly raised his head, glanced in that direction calmly, and immediately reported to Zou Guoxiang who was standing there stupidly: "Officer, I want to go to the bathroom."

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"haven't seen you for a long time."

Xue Han unsteadily pulled out his chair and sat down, smiling at the other party through a transparent barrier.

Lu Wei who came with him did not show up, leaning against the door separated by a wall, quietly listening to the voices in the visiting room.

Xu Pengfei, who was wearing a prison uniform, had a sallow complexion, glasses like the bottom of a beer bottle were pressing on his flat nose, he only raised his eyes stiffly, but did not speak.

"Why don't you ask me?" Xue Han rested his arms lazily on the back of the chair, and raised his eyebrows arrogantly, as if he was defiant.

Xu Pengfei's creepy gaze passed through the gap above the lens and settled on Xue Han's face.

Time seemed to go back several years ago, and he seemed to have met the young man's pretentious gaze.

They were clearly in the same conference room of Honey Talk Group at that time, but it seemed like a century apart.

Xue Han, who is about to become an adult, is wearing an elegant and flamboyant white suit, sitting in a corner of the meeting room, holding a laptop and playing games.

Xu Pengfei, who had been struggling in the workplace for several years, was standing in another corner of the conference room in embarrassment and dryly "struggling with reason", Xue Han's clear eyes full of playfulness pierced him Back stiffness.

Just like now, Xu Pengfei wanted to pounce on him and bite his throat.

If it was a few months ago, Xue Han would not understand or pay attention to that hatred, but now he can understand where Xu Pengfei's emotions come from.

A person who is desperately struggling to climb up is no match for a naturally good kid, anyone will go crazy.

No wonder Zhang Shun and the others decided to let Xue Han come to see Xu Pengfei. Xue Han's existence itself was a kind of psychological stimulation to Xu Pengfei.

Xue Han's eyes darkened a bit, but he still didn't give an inch, his smile deepened, and he said hoarsely: "Have you heard? The honey talk is about to fall."

Xu Pengfei rolled his cloudy eyes slowly, and sneered from the depths of his throat, "Sooner or later."

"Yo." Xue Han exclaimed mysteriously: "So, when you objected to the customer's customization of sweet words back then, you expected this day to fail?"

Of course, this is pure nonsense. If Xu Pengfei has such great powers, why doesn't he set up a fortune-telling stall on the side of the road?

Sure enough, Xu Pengfei's face darkened when he was mocked, and his eyes were bloodshot.However, Xue Han added fuel to the fire and moved forward, his young and handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Xu Pengfei's eyes, and he sighed with sly eyes: "If I had known this, my mother would have said anything I said at the time." You stay in the company instead of signing that non-disclosure agreement with you."

As soon as the words "Confidentiality Agreement" came out, Xu Pengfei rushed towards Xue Han!

His eyes were blood red, his whole face was distorted, and he gnashed his teeth through the transparent board and roared angrily: "I'm right! I'm right! What kind of bullshit customization! You guys will never understand the ugliness of people's hearts!! !"

The guards behind Xu Pengfei hurried forward and pushed him back on the chair, but Xu Pengfei kept struggling like crazy, his eyes cracked.

In contrast, Xue Han's expression gradually calmed down, and he said coldly: "Yes, you are right. Who would have imagined that in order to prove that the objections you raised at the meeting are correct, you would actually He chose to use his wife Qi Yanran as a test subject."

"Hahahahahaha——" Xu Pengfei suddenly burst into laughter, and said ferociously, "I just signed the agreement! She delivered it to the door herself! Who made her so stupid as to come here to persuade me to join her rotten company that was so unlucky that it was about to close down? It’s not my fault, it’s her own fault!!”

Lu Wei outside the door frowned, not knowing Xue Han's expression.

"It's you! The pampered young master of the Xue family!" Xu Pengfei's voice as rough as sandpaper sounded again, "You still don't know?! How bad is the terms written by that femme fatale Ye Yiyao? Hahahahahaha, as long as I proved that the customer's customized content will cause disastrous consequences if it is not reviewed, and she will recall me to Honey Talk as an executive!"

"I've thought about it for too long, what kind of sweet words can make Qi Yanran go crazy." Xu Pengfei stretched his red neck as hard as he could, and laughed wildly: "I succeeded! I succeeded! Hahahahaha! You shit The young master who doesn't understand doesn't have such a high-level thinking like mine! What right do you have to mock me!"

Xue Han, who was almost frozen on the chair, looked straight at Xu Pengfei who was about to go crazy. He could feel his blood coagulate, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal anyway.

That's right, no matter whether Xu Pengfei's actions are correct or not, it's just honey words, it's his parents who forced Xu Pengfei, a fighter who was eager to prove his worth, into a deranged lunatic...

What right does Xue Han have to mock him?

Perhaps it was the trace of apology that gradually emerged in Xue Han's cold eyes that completely ignited Xu Pengfei's last rationality. He broke free from the shackles of the guards and screamed, "Don't look at me with that look! You think you will Feeling better?!"

"I'm telling you the fucking son of a bitch! No one can escape their surveillance! Not even in prison! There is no...!"

"--boom!"

The bullet exploded with the sound of breaking wind!

Xue Han's pupils suddenly constricted, and only a thunderous humming remained in his blank mind...

Xu Pengfei, who had been chattering for a second, now had a glaring blood hole on his brow, his eyes quickly lost sight, and his body fell straight down...